Missing You

Missing You

I sit alone now in the darkness of despair. I cry my silent tears, My heart is broken into a million tiny pieces. The silence is deafening to my ears. The darkness frightens me, The shadows climb the wall. I hear footsteps walking, Passing through the hall. The loneliness surrounds me, It takes my breath away, This is the pattern of my life, Since that awful, dreadful day. Without a clue Without a hint Of what was yet to be, God called you home To be with him And took you away from me. I walk, I talk. I carry on When the sun pokes out it’s head But when darkness falls And evening comes I cannot go to bed. For this is when I miss you most of all When I curl into a little ball And cry those silent tears. Watching the shadows, And missing you. -Kathy Murphy